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I am a member of several social networking sites (myspace – facebook). But they are getting a bit out of hand. How many widgets and weird games can you put on your site before you become just part of the clutter?

My goal for his page is to just post my random thoughts. Some might say, why not just buy a journal and write? Well, my answer to that is…why write in a book when you have a Mac? I mean really.

My other goal is to update this when I feel like it. Quality over quantity type of thing.

As a motivator to myself I am going to post an old entry from a blog site that I posted a LONG time ago. Why post an old blog? 

Reason number one: I have been meditating on the topic in this entry the past couple days and it is relevant to me in the present.

Reason number two: It’s my blog… Nuff said.

Anyway, here it is.


April 30, 2005

More on perspective…

Since Stef has been working nights lately I have had the opportunity to spend some good one on one time with Ethan.
As you can imagine it is very easy to get bored with the little apartment we live in. So we go to parks or the library for our weekly “Arthur”, “Blues Clues” or “Thomas the Tank Engine” movie fix. ( Thank God for libraries and their free kid movies!)
I think  Ethan and I have been to every park in town…that is not to say that Ethan is getting bored with any of them yet ha-ha.
A few weeks ago I took Ethan to the famous “Cadillac Ranch” to see the half buried cars that have been spray painted so many time that there is about half an inch of paint on each car. For those of you who have not been to this odd attraction…A very excentric rich guy buried about 7 classic Cadillacs nose first into the ground…the remaining 2/3ds of the car stick up into the air. (check out the pic below)
The cars are buried in a field along interstate 40 just outside of town.
Anyway…I took Ethan to see them. We got there a few minutes before sunset. He thought it was the coolest thing looking at these odd cars. I thought he would be intrigued by the cars being buried…but that never came up. He was more interested in all the spray painted words on the car (thank goodness he is still learning three letter words) and how many of the wheels still turned.
That was the first interesting difference in perspective that I noticed…the next thing was when he started throwing rocks…I didn’t stop him since we were in the middle of a field and the only cars around were the ones buried. He threw a few and then he asked me to throw one. I grabbed a nice sized rock and hurled it out into the field…the wind was blowing against us and I was apauled at how short my throw was…but then I saw Ethan jumping up and down saying “WOOOOOW daddy that was waaaaay far!”
It’s amazing how far daddy’s can throw huh?
About this time the sun was setting. If you have never seen a west Texas sunset…you have missed out on something awesome! There was not a cloud in sight and the flat Texas panhandle gave no obstructions whatsoever to the great show God was putting on.
The sun was a huge golden orange circle and it was late enough that you could look right at it and not hurt your eyes. I stood there just staring for a long time…until I heard a little voice say “Come on daddy… lets catch it!” Then I saw Ethan running across the field after the setting sun.
I ran with him just because I admired his enthusiasm and didnt want to lose this moment.
To his eyes the sun looked like it was just at the end of the field and was in range of catching.
I have wondered sometimes why God does not show us our future step by step …sometimes we know or have an idea of our goal but not the distance to that goal.
I know that our heavenly Father runs with us…even if it is just because of our enthusiasm and He is enjoying the moment.

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